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You arrive, we inhabit intimate spaces,
I wake, find your head beside me on the pillow,
I breathe your breath and then you disappear again,
till every moment has a meaning.
We wait for the right moment
to have the right meaning.
You stretch me out like elastic
I dread the snap of returning to myself
feel the ropes of silence tie me down again.

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